Henry Purcell - Now that the sun hath veiled his light... | Текст песни

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Now, now that the sun hath veil’d his light
And bid the world goodnight;
To the soft bed my body I dispose,
But where shall my soul repose?
Dear, dear God, even in Thy arms,
And can there be any so sweet security!
Then to thy rest, O my soul!
And singing, praise the mercy
That prolongs thy days.
Hallelujah!

(An Evening Hymn on a Ground), Z.193, text by William Fuller (Alfred Deller - counter-tenor, Geraint Jones - organ, Kingsway Hall, London, 04/1951)